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Moving on, it’s New Year’s Day and I’m feeling flabby. What can I say? Holiday cookies and eating are just so yummy! Thank goodness my condo building has a gym. When I looked at myself in the mirror, weighing myself and seeing 116 pounds on the scale. I, therefore, decided to hire a personal trainer.

Now, my condo building’s gym is really nice. Top-of-the-line equipment. Full-size Olympic swimming pool, sauna, and hot tub.

It is barely used by people. It makes me feel like I have my own private gym oasis.

The trainer I hired is named Mark. All I knew about him was that he was fucking jacked, hot, and looked like he was packing a massive package.

Furthermore, I was wearing black Lulu Lemon leggings that were cinched a little bit so they really highlighted my phat ass. All I had on top was a pink Under Armour sports bra. On my feet were my black and pink Air Jordans.

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I have such a fun story! The last time I was at the mall, there was a little mall Santa booth set up for pictures. And of course, I wanted my picture with that nice old man taken! It is always so fun to get pictures with him. They make good cards, blah blah blah. You know the drill. Anyway, I lined up with all the other people to get a chance to sit on his jolly ol’ lap. Took forever, but those eyes he gave me when he saw me automatically made it all worth the wait.
 

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Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Last Christmas, I stayed at my mom’s new place with her and my stepdad. She has a super tiny apartment with only one bedroom and bathroom, so I slept on their couch. My mom woke me up as she was bustling around the kitchen. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes when I asked her what she was doing.

She told me she was getting ready to run down to the bakery. It only opened for a few hours on Christmas morning and sold the best honey buns. They are my stepdad’s favorite, so she wanted to get fresh, warm ones for him to enjoy this morning. She kissed me on the forehead while jangling her keys from her pocket and said she’d be back in an hour or two since the line was bound to be around the block already.

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Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444

I see you in the audience of the recital. Maybe you are there supposed to be watching a daughter or son sing the same stupid Christmas songs they sing every year, but this year is different because as you sit beside your wife, you’ve been eye fucking me through every chorus. She doesn’t notice because she watches the show through her phone. She sways and mouths the lyrics while you try to hide your boner with your Christmas scarf.

My skirt is shorter than everyone else on the stage, and the filthy spark in my eyes has you thinking about how much you’d love to have my teen cream all over your face.

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 Ronnie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 443

A really nice man read my blog about how I wanted to learn about spankin’, and he sure did deliver! He couldn’t believe I’d never been spanked before. I guess he thought I looked like a very bad girl or somethin’! Anyhow, he liked the idea of me getting paddled by a teacher, so we pretended I got caught passin’ notes in class, and he got upset.

I guess that’s against the rules, I tried to explain that I didn’t pass it. I only received the note, but he said that didn’t matter. It was a punishable offense, and I would have to stay after class to get a spankin’! Can you believe it? A grown man, a person in a position of authority, wanted to spank little ol’ me! I was as nervous as I was excited.

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Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444

My nemesis is the Headmaster at the boarding school my parents sent me to. He’s on a mission to reform me into a polite young lady who adds value to society, but I just want to be bad. I guess he didn’t appreciate the gift I got him as a thank-you for letting me in. I hired a mariachi band to follow the Headmaster around for my first day, and it wasn’t more than a few hours after they arrived that he found me.

He burst through the door of my second period, band in tow, and pulled me out of class. He marched me down the hall and made me dismiss the band so they wouldn’t have to witness my punishment.

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New Girl On The Block

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Ready to meet the new girl on the block? Initially, I may be a little reserved and shy, but you can help coax me out of my shell. I’m a vanilla farm girl who’s looking at a world of flavors, wanting to lick them all. I just don’t know where to start. The world of kink is like a turbulent sea with rip tides and tsunami waves trashing about in front of me. I’m aching to dip a toe in the water, yet afraid I’ll be swept out into something I can’t turn back from.

Will you be my light hose? Or a life raft? Help me find a way to ease into the things that turn you on and teach me what it’s like to be aroused.

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This Church Girl Is a Bad Girl

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

I’m like so over Sunday school. The Teacher always yells at me and makes comments about my skirt revealing too much, but it isn’t my fault that my little booty just lifts up the back higher than the other stick girls in the class. She seriously makes me feel like such a slut just because I have a healthy, growing body.

I can’t stand her; that’s why I said I was going to the bathroom, but I snuck out the back for a smoke. Sure, I stole them out of my mom’s purse; it isn’t a big deal. She says they help reduce stress, and I’m fucking stressed! How would you feel if a grown woman shamed your body in front of a class of your peers? As I stood against the wall, a car pulled up, and a man I’d seen around Church before stuck his head out the window and made the finger motion for me to come over. Fucking great.

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I have been addicted to BBC since the first time I had one. Some people call it Jungle Fever. Everyone in my family would always say you better not bring any black babies home. Or get caught slutting around with those people. I think all their fussing and cussing is what made me want to try it more.

I mean seriously if all you ever hear is don’t do it. Then that just makes you want to try it more. So the first time that I even saw a shiny black cock. I fell in love instantly. I just loved looking at it. It was so long and fat. It looked like a sweet piece of chocolate.

And I was aching to taste it. I started out just giving blow jobs. Because I was so afraid of getting pregnant. I would just suck black cocks off under the bleachers at school. The black boys would line up to fuck my slutty throat. I didn’t mind at all because I was becoming a fiend for black meat. The more juicy cocks I sucked the more I wanted. Their cum even tasted different to me.

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Extreme Phone Sex – you will want to catch up on Part 1 right here before continuing.

Anyway, where was I? Yes, night two. So, I ask Maggie, what happened? Well, she tells me, her uncle came over. Yes, and how did that make you feel? Butterflies, she says, and embarrassment for what I was wearing. What were you wearing? Jeans and a tee shirt, she tells me. Ah, I see, hardly the sort of clothing a temptress would wear to show her appreciation for such a fine suitor as her uncle. How did you fix this issue?

Well, Maggie says, I lost my jeans and my panties and put on my “special occasion” skirt and pulled it up high, so it was barely covered by jailbait ass. Her younger sister complimented Maggie for looking so cute – Maggie likes being a good example for her younger sister – and her father shot her a quick, knowing glance. And while that felt good, she really longed for the attention and compliment only her uncle’s hard cock inside her and rough, calloused hands molesting her tiny, cute body can give.

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